Chances in Life

XO'MagickMoon'OX

.Chapter XIII. Exhibitionism

A/N: Okay, these A/N's were getting too long, so I sent out PM's instead. :D So, anyway, as the title of the chapter suggests, exhibitionism ahead! I am officially living vicariously through Kairi. XD

I do not own the song Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off by Panic! at the Disco. Now that is one kick-ass band.

Enjoy! -raises curtain-

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/Riku's POV/

"Oh, all right. I get it." I nodded and scrawled the notes across my page, glancing briefly at my doodles from earlier. I inwardly grinned. If I only I could find a katana…

"So, how's that thing with Sora going?" Tidus asked as I began to pack up my books. "I bet he's a nice fuck toy."

I cringed at the term, despite the fact that I tended to use it on a regular basis. But I hadn't lately. "I…haven't slept with him yet," I admitted, taking another sip of my unfinished soda.

Tidus's eyes widened. "What's this? The Riku Ishiguro has been actually dating someone for over a week without getting into their pants? The same Riku Ishiguro who's known infamously—or famously, depending—as the God of Sex and Seduction, the Desecrater of Young Hearts? I really think the world's coming to and end. Is the sky falling?" Just to be a jackass, he leaned towards the window and peered up at the clouds.

"Can it, Masakazu," I growled.

"Oh, struck a chord, have I?" Tidus sat back in his seat, grinning evilly at me. "What's wrong? Is he just a tough nut to crack, or are you biding your time for some reason? Though, I find that hard to believe. Your sex drive is that of a dog in heat. So, fess up."

I scowled down at the tabletop, drawing circles in a pool of spilt salt. "I don't know. Don't ask me."

"Don't ask you? Then who am I supposed to ask? Maybe I should ask Sora—"

"Tidus!" My adrenaline raced at the thought of Sora finding out…well, something that Tidus would surely jump on the chance to divulge. Something like what I'd really had in mind when I'd agreed to be his boyfriend. Something like what I still had in mind. "I just… I don't know," I repeated, running my hands through my hair.

"All right. So, maybe a better question is, when are you planning on sleeping with him? Your record, so far, for holding on to a relationship is two months. Most of your relationships end when you sleep with the person and then break up with them the morning after. With those rare long-lasting cases, you'd been sleeping with them since the first week, and decided that they were good enough in bed to hold on to for a little while longer."

I knew. I knew all of that. Those relationships, the ones that lasted more than a few weeks, I always ended when I got tired of the person and wanted a new fu—partner. But Sora's case…was different. We'd been together for over a week already, and I'd met him two weeks ago from the day. But I hadn't slept with him yet. Hell, I hadn't even gotten his shirt off yet, let alone his pants. What was wrong with me? Why was this taking so long? Why hadn't I corrupted that innocent cherub of a boy already?

Everything was all topsy-turvy. And I hated it. I felt a migraine coming on.

"Riku?" Tidus waved his hand in front of my face. "Earth to Riku!"

I shook my head. "Forget it, Tidus." I stood to leave, telling him to come on.

He remained seated, his arms defiantly crossed. "Hey," he said, looking serious for the first time since the beginning of our conversation about Sora, "you owe me for helping you with Physics."

"And what do I owe you?" I demanded hotly.

"The truth," he said simply, with a careless shrug.

And that was when I felt something inside of me explode. "You want the truth, Tidus? Well, here's the truth: I don't fucking know! I don't fucking know anything anymore! Ever since I met Sora, I've lost sight of everything I used to be sure about. And it's driving me insane!"

He sighed and slid out of the booth, standing in front of me. "Riku, I think that you do know the truth, you're just forcing it away from you, because you don't want to believe it."

"What truth?" I hated the way my voice sounded so desperate.

He smirked halfheartedly. "Dude, you have to figure it out on your own. Because, if you don't see it, then you don't deserve Sora."

I just stared after him as he headed outside, slipping his garbage into the trash on his way. Somewhere in the back of my mind I noted that people were staring, but I didn't care. With a heavy sigh, I followed Tidus. The uncannily bright December sunlight did nothing to help my migraine.

/Sora's POV/

History class was my last period. When the bell rang, I hung behind until everyone had left and then accosted my teacher.

"Cloud." He stopped in the middle of putting some papers away and looked at me. I continued, "What happened between you and Riku's brother?" I asked point-blank.

His eyes narrowed, just slightly, and he returned to his task. "Nothing," he replied tersely.

"Liar," I prompted.

"Nothing happened, Sora. Don't worry about it."

Oh, this was what I hated about Cloud: his unwavering resolve. I wasn't going to get anything out of him this way. I sighed and started towards the door. Pushing it opened, I turned to him and said, "Fine. I'll just ask Aerith then."

Over my shoulder, I saw him freeze, his eyes widening. I hurried out the door as he clumsily darted towards it, throwing it open and calling down the hallway, "SORA! DON'T—"

I just laughed and ran until I was a safe distance away from my teacher. Slowing, I tucked my hands behind my head, making sure not to accidentally elbow anyone in the fairly empty corridor. Suddenly, a blonde blur dashed passed me, nearly knocking me over in the process.

"Whoa! Watch it—" I started to warn them, but stopped as I followed the person with my eyes and realized that it was Roxas who'd practically bowled me over. Okay, I could maybe forgive him. Shrugging, I continued on my way.

Nearing the exit I usually took, I saw someone standing there. The unmistakable red hair and green eyes made for instant recognition. "Hey Axel," I said warily. He was standing with his arms pretty much crossed, flipping the top of his silver lighter in one hand. "What're you doing?" I asked him when I didn't receive any response save for a flicker of a glance.

"Waiting for Roxas," he said curtly.

I glanced down the way I'd come and said, "But…I just saw him… He was heading towards the art rooms." Axel seemed to deflate then, sinking down against the wall with a heavy sigh. "Hey," I said, kneeling down next to him, "are you all right?"

"Just peachy," he growled. He lifted his head, solidly turning his gaze on mine for the first time in the last three minutes. Again, his mask was gone, and raw emotion was shining through. I swear there was no end to the depth of his eyes. "So, what do you want?" he asked.

I jumped a little at the sudden inquiry, but said, "Uh… Just…to make sure you're okay."

"Why do you care?"

"Axel… I know you have a crush on Roxas," I said with a small grin. As soon as those words had left my mouth, his eyes were doing an impression of those of a skittish deer, wide and frightened.

He shook the expression away, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about." Flick went his lighter. It seemed to be a nervous habit.

"I saw you—"

"SORA!"

I cringed at Kairi's incredibly loud voice. She appeared in the doorway suddenly, looking down at me and Axel with something akin to surprise. Immediately though, a smile broke across her face. "There you are," she said. Turning around, she called, "He's over here, Riku!"

Hurriedly, I whispered to Axel, "I saw you two in the courtyard today."

Axel jumped, nearly shouting, "What the fuck!" His tone lowered upon receiving Kairi's frightened stare, and he said to me, "You were spying on us?"

"I didn't mean to," I told him, "but I was walking through the courtyard during lunch, and I heard your voices and well…"

I don't think Axel was really acquainted with The Blush, but if he was, I was sure it would have been staining his face right then. He had the classic blushing expression, except without the redness. "Voyeur," he accused me.

"Who's a voyeur?" Kairi chirped.

"Sora?" Riku appeared suddenly beside Kairi. "What are you—" He stopped upon noticing Axel, and I swear lightening flashed in his eyes. In a heartbeat, he had Axel captive by the collar of his uniform jacket and was pinning him to the doorframe. Axel's lighter slipped from his fingers and clattered to the floor.

"Riku! Don't!" I tried to tell him, but he ignored me. As he pulled his fist back, surely to launch across Axel's jaw, I grabbed his arm and held it back. "Riku!" I said again.

That seemed to do it. He glanced over his shoulder at me with an inquisitive glance, and asked, "What?"

I tried in vain to suppress my laughter at the situation. For some reason, it just struck me as terribly amusing. Maybe it was Axel's petrified expression or Riku's confusion, but it was all just really funny. "D-Don't…hurt him…" I said.

Kairi was looking at me oddly now, too, but I think she had a better grasp on what was going on in my head than anyone else. Slowly, and apparently grudgingly, Riku let Axel down, and the redhead fought to breathe correctly again, messing with his collar to try to restore the proper airflow through his throat. "What the hell was that for?" He glared at Riku.

"You're… You… I…" Riku seemed lost for words. He turned to me beseechingly, silently asking me to explain. He looked so cute, all confused and flustered. I saw his hand twitch, and knew he was dying to beat Axel to a pulp. I wouldn't let that happen to my new ally, however.

"Come on," I said, taking Riku by the arm and dragging him out the door. The way I had to practically uproot his feet only served to confirm my suspicions on his bloodlust for Axel. "Leave Axel alone," I admonished, laughing a little.

"B-But Sora!"

"I'll explain later." I continued to pull him to the parking lot, but by now there was less pulling and more just…walking. Kairi was skipping along behind us, humming blithely. "Riku, you have to work today, right?" I asked him.

"Hm? Oh, yeah." He nodded. "That's where I was planning on going. You guys wanna come or do you want me to drop you off at your house?"

"We'll come," I told him, smiling brightly. Maybe I'd imagined it, but I thought I saw something dark slip through Riku's eyes as he cast me a sidelong look. I ignored it.

"Okay. Hey, what about your jobs? Didn't you have to work yesterday?"

"Oh, I covered for Sora," Kairi inputted.

"Ah, I see." We reached Riku's car and piled in.

"So, Riku, I'd bet you'd love to kiss Sora right about now," Kairi hinted not-so-subtly from the back seat.

I felt my face heat. "Kair—mmph!"

Riku was kissing me. I pulled back hastily, squeaking, "Riku! What are you…"

He shrugged, grinning. "It's only Kairi. I think she deserves a little show, ya know, after all she's done for us. Always helping us, not to mention hooking us up in the first place."

"YES!" Kairi cheered. "RIKU! I LOVE YOU!"

"So how 'bout it?" He grinned predatorily at me, and I couldn't help the excited sparks that ignited my veins. I grinned back at him, conceding.

Wasting no time, I crawled in to his lap, cradling his face in my hands and capturing his lips with my own. After that, it was easy to forget about Kairi. Although, there was this little nagging in the back of my mind, a perpetual reminder that there was someone watching me and Riku. And, somehow, that just made it all the more thrilling.

As he pried my lips apart with his tongue, Riku reached around me and pushed something, which I supposed was the radio switch because suddenly there was music sieving through the speakers.

"Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about it bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress.—

I gasped as Riku returned his hands to me, my hips, more specifically. My hands were twining the hair at the back of his head, spooling it around my fingers. I pressed closer to him, if at all possible, my head dizzy from the sensations (and probably lack of air). The sensuous voice painting the suddenly oppressive and charged atmosphere in the car did little to calm me down. And I don't think it was meant to.

—Then you think of what you did, and how I hope to God he was worth it,
When the lights are dimmed and your heart is racing as your fingers touch you skin."

"I've got more wit, a better kiss,—

Riku nipped at my lips, drawing my tongue into his mouth and biting it. I moaned. It hurt so good.

— a hotter touch, a better fuck,
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me.
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat, no, no, no.
You know. It will. Always. Just be. Me."

"Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster!—

Just as my lungs began to scream for oxygen, Riku pulled away and focused on my throat. His hands traveled from their distracting position on my hips to my jacket collar, beginning to undo the buttons one by one. My heart was racing, my breathing so shallow I don't think even twenty breaths could compensate for a single normal one. I could feel that my face was pink, and my eyes were half-lidded, but I didn't care.

—So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?"

"So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus.
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)" —

Riku's teeth began to play with the skin of my neck, and it felt ticklish, painful, and so good all at the same time. "Ri…ku…" I whimpered as my jacket was slid off my shoulders and landed across his knees.

"You wear too many clothes," he murmured against my throat. I just shut my eyes and wrapped my hands around his neck. I didn't really know what was happening, and I didn't have a very good handle on it. It scared me, but I knew that he wouldn't go too far because Kairi was in the car. Her presence served as both a breeding ground for embarrassment and a safety net. I also knew that Riku would stop if I asked him to.

He would, wouldn't he?

—"Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part where the shock sets in
And the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.—

Oh, but none of that mattered right now because Riku was doing some very interesting things with his mouth and my neck that only made the arousal course more forcefully through my body. I'd never felt anything like this. It was hot and bright, a searing streak of electricity that crackled almost audibly through the air. It singed my skin, but didn't leave a scar. It burned me, but it didn't hurt. It just felt good. Some word that started with a p and ended with –assion glimmered ephemerally through my mind, and I couldn't grasp it in time to put it together.

—I hope you didn't expect to get all of the attention, let's not get selfish,
Did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus?"—

Riku's lips returned to mine, his breath regained, and he began to kiss me again, slipping his tongue into my mouth without a moment's hesitation. He tasted sweet, as always, sweet and bitter at the same time, some dangerous combination that infected my senses and made me crave more. It was an addiction. And I loved it.

I think, I loved—

"AH!" I yelped when his hands slipped into my pants and grabbed my ass over my boxer shorts. My face was on fire. "R-Riku…" I whimpered. His hands were so strong, soft and calloused at the same time. The hands of a musician. Tender and rough, just like him.

A walking contradiction.

—"Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster!
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?"

"Dance to this beat,
Dance to this beat —

He pulled away again and began to nuzzle my ear, sending tendrils of fire down my body. Everything he did seemed to have that effect on me. I squirmed a little as his hands tightened deliciously around my ass. My pants felt kind of tight, and I briefly wondered why, but all thought was basically extinguished as his hands left their post and began skating over my thighs. Even through the fabric of my uniform pants, his touch was gloriously numbing.

—Dance to this beat."

"Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.
Let's get these teen hearts beating faster…"

"I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch—

"Sora," he whispered in my ear. My name sounded like something holy when he said it, and at the same time, like something sinful. It made me shiver.

—a better fuck,
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me.
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of—

His hands were still caressing my thighs, up and down and back up again, inching higher and higher each time. He nipped and sucked on my earlobe, running his tongue around the outside. I think I moaned his name again, but I couldn't be sure; there was this ringing in my ears that wouldn't shut up, and the music sounded louder than I knew it was. I wished I could have done something to make him feel the way I was feeling, but my motor functions had shut down about a half-minute ago. So I just let him do as he pleased.

—Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat, no, no, no.
You know. It will. Always. Just be. Me."

"Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster!
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?"

"So testosterone boys and harlequin girls —

His hand—his damn tortuous hand—moved to my hip, sliding deviously sideways, closer to my groin. I was trembling, with either fear or anticipation, I couldn't tell. Maybe both.

—(Dance to this beat)
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
(Dance to this beat)—

"RIKU!" I gasped as, finally, his hand pressed between my legs, his mouth reclaiming my own in an attempt to stifle me. The kiss was wet and hot and I loved his lips. And I loved his hands. And I loved—

"Sora," he whispered, running his tongue sensuously across the seam of my mouth.

"Mhmm?" was the only response I could garner from my malfunctioning mind.

—And hold a lover close."

And then I pulled back for a split second, looking him in the eyes, and something in my throat snagged my breath. There was something about his eyes…something conflicted, something torn and broken and battered, and I didn't know what it was.

"Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.
Let's get these teen hearts beating faster…"

And it scared me.

The song ended and I sat back, resting on his knees.

I heard something in the background, something that registered with me as clapping. I looked over Riku's shoulder and a little to the left to see Kairi sitting there, her face a bit pink and a wide grin spread across her lips. The sight brought me crash-landing back to Earth. I offered her a sheepish smile and climbed out of Riku's lap, returning to my seat.

Riku, catching his breath, looked at Kairi through the rearview mirror and asked, "So how was that?"

Kairi giggled. "Better than any tape!" As Riku pulled out his keys and started up the car, she added, "Wait 'til I tell Selphie!"

Riku shook his head. "We'll be charging admission next time."

I nodded in agreement before his words actually registered with me. "Wait, what 'next time'!"

Riku just smiled and pulled out of his parking spot, driving out of the school vicinity and towards the mall.

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A/N: Now, by a show of hand, who's jealous of Kairi?

...By another show of hands, who's jealous of Sora? XD

Rewiew, please!

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